Mad Woman;
             aiming finger through the sky:
    "Eclipse!
     Eclipse!"
These stubborn eyes
reject.
        Deaf
            by decision.

             Abruptly,
       rays of light
bring me
an Optical Intervention.

     Solar Father
     Lunar Angel
     Earthly Prophet
Perfectly Aligned.

RUN-RUN-RUN
     I am in desperate
                    need of a
                               friend.
RUN-RUN-RUN
      Dark Moscow Streets
                        to the
                             Sunny Beach's End.


                 Pedestrian inquiry is of no assistance.
                                Lost Friend.

                                 Just Wait.

                                    ....


              From the void of Nowhere;
my friend,
               my oh so hip friend,
falls into scene:

             "Where art thou
               eyes descending
               behind those
               opaque shades
               on thou face?"
                      and
               before  any
                latter
       thought,    a
  cold
cry   falls
from
the     sky.

   "Eclipse!
    Eclipse!"
These stubborn eyes
perceive
            nothing
                       up above

                          but the
              reflecting eyes
of none other
than my one-and-only friend.

(12-29-12)